Bella ignored him and went straight to her room.
As soon as she was closing the door, one hand reached inside.
Bella looked at him through the crack of the door and did not speak.
"If I push the door and get in, maybe you'll die next second." Nick smiled very wickedly. As if the smoke-filled conversation at the table never happened before.
He was right, Bella let the door open, walked to the bed alone. She also needed a rest after standing for a whole afternoon.
She stopped before taking two steps.
She looked down at Nick's hand on her wrist, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "What’s up?"
"I have something!" Nick answered firmly.
Bella tried to withdraw her hand, but she failed.
She really didn't have the strength to pull with him, just asking, "What's the matter?"
"Marry me!"
Bel
